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Cries Of The Innocent

By Cwm

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Cries of the innocent, shakes within their graves, the moans, weeps, continue to rave. Rapid cries fill the air, crimson pain, angry flares. The moans are heard, in the middle of the night, aggravation, silence now stired, closing of windows, blocks the light. Oh, but thy malicious crimes, haunt within the convict's dreams, can't escape the wrath of justice, this time, beg the forgotten souls, so you'll be redemmed. Protected from a sword, we go into battle, the spirits shout with delpore, crumbling starts, in the castle, as souls escape, from the burning mantle. A verdict of not guilty, victims punished so filthily, revenge will now seek, those gone unpunished, revenge for many! ~CWMVictim's may be physically dead, but their souls, still seek justice, and now are forced to carry out justice, that the law couldn't provide. Written April 16th, 2002 © on Apr 16 2002 08:25 AM PST   0 • 10

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